Anna Zaires
HOLD ME (Twist Me, #3)
A Dark Erotic Novel
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Release Date: 2015
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Captor and captive. Lovers. Soul mates.
We’re all that and more.
We thought we were past the worst of it. We thought we finally
had a chance.
We thought wrong.
We’re Nora and Julian, and this is our story.
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Excerpt
“What did you dream about?” I ask
softly. “Was it Beth?”
“No.” She shakes her head, and I
see that her breathing is beginning to return to normal. Her voice, however,
still holds echoes of horror as she says hoarsely, “It was you this time. Majid
was cutting out your eyes, and I couldn’t stop him . . .”
I try not to react, but it’s
impossible. Her words hurl me back to that cold, windowless room, to the
nauseating sensations I’ve been trying to forget for the past several days. My
head begins to throb with remembered agony, my half-healed eye socket burning
with emptiness once again. I feel blood and other fluids dripping down my face,
and my stomach heaves at the recollection. I’m no stranger to pain, or even to
torture—my father believed that his son should be able to withstand
anything—but losing my eye had been by far the most excruciating experience of
my life.
Physically, at least.
Emotionally, Nora’s appearance in
that room probably holds that honor.
It takes all of my willpower to
wrench my thoughts back to the present, away from the mind-numbing terror of
seeing her dragged in by Majid’s men. “You did stop him, Nora.” It kills me to
admit this, but if it weren’t for her bravery, I would probably be decomposing
in some dumpster in Tajikistan. “You came for me, and you saved me.”
I still have trouble believing that
she did that—that she voluntarily placed herself in the hands of psychotic
terrorists to save my life. She didn’t do it out of some naive conviction that
they wouldn’t harm her. No, my pet knew exactly what they were capable of, and
she still had the courage to act.
I owe my life to the girl I
abducted, and I don’t quite know how to deal with that.
“Why did you do it?” I ask,
stroking the edge of her lower lip with my thumb. Deep down, I know, but I want
to hear her admit it.
She gazes at me, her eyes filled
with shadows from her dream. “Because I can’t survive without you,” she says
quietly. “You know that, Julian. You wanted me to love you, and I do. I love
you so much that I would walk through hell for you.”
I take in her words with greedy,
shameless pleasure. I can’t get enough of her love. I can’t get enough of her.
I wanted her initially because of her resemblance to Maria, but my childhood
friend had never evoked even a fraction of emotions Nora makes me feel. My
affection for Maria had been innocent and pure, just like Maria herself.
My feelings for Nora are anything
but.
“Listen to me, my
pet . . .” My hand leaves her face to rest on her shoulder. “I
need you to promise me that you will never do something like that again. I’m
obviously glad to be alive, but I would sooner have died than had you in that
kind of danger. You are never to risk your life for me again. Do you
understand me?”
The nod she gives me is faint,
almost imperceptible, and I see a mutinous gleam in her eyes. She doesn’t want
to make me mad, so she’s not disagreeing, but I have a strong suspicion she’s
going to do what she thinks is right regardless of what she says right now.
This obviously calls for more
heavy-handed measures.
“Good,” I say silkily. “Because
next time—if there is ever a next time—I will kill anyone who helps you against
my orders . . . and I will do it slowly and painfully. Do you
understand me, Nora? If anyone so much as endangers a hair on your head,
whether it’s to save me or for any other reason, that person will die a
very unpleasant death. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes.” She looks pale now, her lips
pressed together as if to contain a protest. She’s angry with me now, but she’s
also scared. Not for herself—she’s beyond that fear now—but for others. My pet
knows I mean what I say.
She knows I’m a conscienceless
killer with only one weakness.
Her.
Twist Me (Twist Me, #1)
Kidnapped. Taken to a private island.
I never thought this could happen to me. I never imagined one
chance meeting on the eve of my eighteenth birthday could change my life so
completely.
Now I belong to him. To Julian. To a man who is as
ruthless as he is beautiful – a man whose touch makes me burn. A man whose
tenderness I find more devastating than his cruelty.
My captor is an enigma. I don’t know who he is or why he took
me. There is a darkness inside him – a darkness that scares me even as it draws
me in.
My name is Nora Leston, and this is my story.
WARNING: This is NOT a traditional romance. It contains
disturbing subject matter, including themes of questionable consent and
Stockholm Syndrome, as well as graphic sexual content. This is a work of
fiction intended for a mature, 18+ audience only. The author neither endorses
nor condones this type of behavior.
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Keep Me (Twist Me, #2)
Abducted at eighteen. Held captive for 15 months.
It reads like one of those headlines. And yes, I did it. I stole
her. Nora, with her long dark hair and silky skin. She’s my weakness, my
obsession.
I’m not a good man. I never pretended to be one. She can love
me, but she can’t change me.
I can, however, change her.
My name is Julian Esguerra, and Nora is mine to keep.
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About the
Author
Anna Zaires fell in love with books at the age of five, when her
grandmother taught her to read. She wrote her first story shortly thereafter.
Since then, she has always lived partially in a fantasy world where the only
limits were those of her imagination. Currently residing in Florida, Anna is
happily married to Dima Zales (a science fiction and fantasy author) and
closely collaborates with him on all their works.
After graduating from the University of Chicago with a degree in
Economics, Anna spent eight years on Wall Street analyzing stocks and writing
research reports. In 2013, she became a full-time author, pursuing her lifelong
dream of writing romance novels.
Dima Zales is the love of her life and a huge inspiration in all
aspects of her writing. Every book Anna writes is a product of their unique
collaborative process.
In addition to reading and writing, Anna enjoys drinking tea
(coconut oolong, anyone?), watching addictive TV shows, and discussing book
ideas during long walks with her amazing husband.
She loves hearing from her readers, so please don't hesitate to
contact her through her website or connect with her on Facebook, where she
hangs out way too often. Also, please visit her husband and collaborator, Dima
Zales, at www.dimazales.com and check out their
fantasy & science fiction books.
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